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It’s been some three odd, possibly more, years since I partook in an OCUP event.

There are reasons a few and many.
Some of whom are here;

These races cost real money

I had been using this time to complete uber incredible long-distance cycling exploits of excellence

Regardless of said fitness, that is – even when fit, races that don’t last as long as the commute are not my forte

Forte or norte I had become grossly unfit

Meh

The remainder of the reasons are essentially variations of the latter.

meh.
le meh.
eh…meh.
Meh?
Meeeeehhhhh…

My ‘riding funk’ began with injuries imposed by overexertion and danger.

Officially, my personal awesome and the repeated triumphs it brought, had taken their physical toll…on my mind and body.
Eventually and ultimately this funk culminated in a new, but equally clear ‘funk riding’.

Since.
I have repeatedly sworn, attempted and subsequently failed to mount any measurable effort at a return to form.
Truths be told, I had (instead) utilized all intent to convince myself that I didn’t really miss it…and I filled my days with wallow and squaller.

Frustrated by this lack of ambition (and discipline and effort and the ability to see mine own penis) I determined that only the inevitability of public humiliation would suffice.

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I’m playing it weak big rang…if you (or other curious on-lookouters) saw my chiselled calves you’d ne’er believe I was wounded and off-form.

LeeMay 1, 2012 - 6:55

36:20? That is a partially manageable gear? I’m going to have to glue a tin-foil plate over top of my ring, so people only laugh at how slow I am, and not the ratio too. Not that I do o-cup races or anything, but I like to take leisurely strolls through Albion Hills once or twice a year.